Americana Song

Hide me
Hide me under that little smile
Like you've been hiding yourself all tonight
Yeah, just for a little while

I know you hate this
I hate it just as much as you do
But it's easier to wait, easier to play their game
Try to laugh like you used to

And your father did things to you, you can't speak of
You cried to yourself and collapsed veins to cheer up
I wish I could help, but I'm too far gone now
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Another high school coach felt you up under the bleachers
Seventeen years is never gonna get sweeter
So take what you want from me, this time I mean it
'Cause I can see you spiraling off to the deep end

Jesus on the dashboard, you give him a smile
Try to drive away the pain, run for miles and miles
You can get what you want with some blush and a pout
So keep running to the day where it works itself out, and you

You get in the car and you drive to all of the places, the places
Where you might fall in love with another new face, a new face, yeah
I watched you go from your bedroom wall
The dust on the window left a heart-shaped hole

You said nothing to me before you packed your bags and left
Didn't even call me but what did I expect? (You said)
"I finally might have the luxury of boredom
All I gotta do is find a way to California"

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on baby
Come dance for a little while
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on baby
What's under that little smile?

Ah, well, your high school coach felt you up under the bleachers
Seventeen years is never gonna get sweeter
So take what you want from me, this time I mean it
'Cause I can see you spiraling off

I said I do it for my Mama and my daddy as well
I do it for the kids in their high school hells
For the burns and the scars on the hearts and the wrists
And the last time you see your girl blow you a kiss, ah yeah

Spiral off to the deep end
Yeah, you
Spiral off to the deep end